Scintille

Scintille (Sparks) is an Italian song, sung by the singer Annalisa. It was released seperatedly as single before the album and within the singer's 3rd music album "Non so ballare (I can't dance)" in 2013 while the single reached Number 7 and the album reached Number 6 in Metrockan music charts.

The song was Metrocka's second entry in Maia Song Contest. Annalisa performed in the semi final and reached to the 9th place out of 18 entries with 52 points and qualified to the final. In the grand final, she was awarded to 19th place out of 25 entries with 59 points in total.

Lyrics
Volano, volano i satelliti sulle formiche Piano sbiadiscono le favole quelle più antiche Ma un arcobaleno dietro al finestrino Riporta qui l’estate da bambino Tornano, tornano le rondini dall’uragano E dietro un semaforo tu che adesso appari piano Come una farfalla sopra la mia mano Inaspettata quando attesa Come poterti dire che questa mia canzone Gia ti appartiene e mi lascia di te Come in un regalo di natale La curiosità di non sapere cos’è Dritta allo stomaco tu come un colpo di scena Scivola, scivola un brivido sulla mia schiena Per te che forse un giorno sarai solo mia O forse solo un sogno già finito Tornano, tornano le fantasie quelle più ardite Noi ci guardiamo ma senza capire cosa è stato Sembiramo una scintilla non ancora accesa Inaspettta quanto attesa Come poterti dire che questa mia canzone Già ti appartiene e mi parla di te e tu con me Come poterti dire che questa mia canzone Già ti appartiene e mi lascia di te Come in uno scherzo a carnevale La curiosità di non capire Prendimi, comprami con quegli occhi da diamante Che ora scintillano e il resto ormai non conta niente Riportami l’eternità in un attimo E sarò il tuo infinito in un istante Come poterti dire che questa mia canzone Già ti appartiene e mi lascia di te La curiosità di non sapere Cos’è, cos’è, cos’è

Translation
They fly, they fly, the satellites on top of ants They slowly fade, the most ancient tales But a rainbow behind the window Brings back the summer as a child They return, they return, the swallows from the hurricane And behind a traffic light, you, who now appears slowly Like a butterfly upon my hand Unexpected when waiting How could I tell you This song of mine It already belongs to you and leaves me of you Like a Christmas present The curiosity of not knowing what it is Straight to the stomach You, like a plot twist It slides, it slides A shiver upon my back For you, that might one day be only mine Or maybe only a dream that's already finished They return, they return The boldest fantasies We look at each other but Without knowing what it was We seem to be a spark that hasn't yet been lit Unexpected when waiting This song of mine It already belongs to you and leaves me of you, and you with me How could I tell you This song of mine It already belongs to you and leaves me of you Like a Carnival joke The curiosity of not understanding Take me, buy me With those diamond eyes That now spark, and the rest doesn't count anymore Bring me back eternity in a moment And I'll be your infinity in an instant How could I tell you This song of mine It already belongs to you and leaves me of you The curiosity of not knowing What it is What it is What it is